Do you mean Walden Pond, by Thoreau?

Thoreau can suck a moose cock. That book was romanticized bullshit.

Either way it's the same. Like I said I don't think it's relevant anymore but hey.

You know, when he lived in the woods it was about a mile away from civilization and that he would go into town and say hi to his friends?

Hell yeah. I loved Walden and pretty much all of the transcendentalists. I took my senior seminar in college on Transcendentalism....it was awesome.


If a man does not keep pace with his companions,
perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer.

-from the Conclusion of Walden